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Trailer Park Love

In the misty Sunday morning, a pickup truck revs it's diesel engine and momentarily rifts the freshly rain-washed quiet. In the wake, a serenade:

Shut the fuck up, bitch! I love you. Yeah, I LOVE YOU, BITCH. Now shut the fuck up!!!!

And the pick up races away.

11:20 am - 10.12.03
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